Rito Ramón Aroche (Cuba)
Por: Rito Ramón Aroche
Traductor: Nicolás Suescún
Does the detritus matter much?
Or the luminosity of these days? Where
the depurations would be installed. And dust
on the road, or mud. Do the dwellers poke around?
The smoke let loose. Flies. Because the bird of prey
was seen flying around, and dogs roaming these last few days.
Do the dogs also poke around? Listen, here tractors
and trucks are turning lumps. Garbage?
Let not night come. Here it is lived in. From here
well. And bags of bottles. Tin cans. Do they live?
The world is recyclable, oh god. The world that you created?